Sun Up by Elsie J. Klostermyer

Pacific Press Publishing Company · MOUNTAIN VIEW, CALIFORNIA · Sep 4, 1907

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 33, No. 36.

Sun Up.

By Elsie J. Klostermyer

LAST Sabbath morning, as I stood on the doorstep of my little shack in southwestern Kansas, I looked over the brow of the low-lying hill to a narrow strip of cloud stretched straight across the eastern sky just above the horizon. It was a very straight cloud, like the horizon line of a calm sea. It was the only cloud in the east; and it was broad daylight, but the sun not yet up.

The vapor of which the cloud was composed was so dense that it looked black against the narrow strip of liquid beryl sky just between it and the straight black earth edge below, while above it shone the lovely morning hues possible only in the dry, clean, cold air of a land of far distances.

It was the time of sunrising and I waited to watch the beauty of the scene. Soon, as if an angel had touched it with his fingertip, came a speck of fire on the under side of the cloud, rapidly spreading into a line of fire. This lingered until I found myself growing impatient; but still it continued to glow. Then, it grew brighter and brighter and brighter; just a clear, definite but glowing spot of burning, pulsating liquid gold. Gradually it assumed a round shape downward, appearing to touch the earth, then to melt into it, and I thought the sun up, when, as if by magic, I saw the reflected sun change shape again, assuming the horizontal, and the upper edge of the real sun appeared as a tiny, growing speck above the horizon.

My eyes were aching with the glory of the scene; but I gazed as one entranced until the real sun, kissing the reflected sun away, passed thru the cloud on another day's mission of blessing, when I closed my aching eyes for a moment, then came into the house to perform my own humble mission.

But I am sure some of that glory shone into my soul, and the heavenly Guest said, So is My church of believers in the third angel's

message, stretched straight in eternal righteousness and purity of faith across the horizon of this world's destiny. She is lying black against the daybreak of My coming; but soon shall appear the sign of the Son of Man touching her with glory. The pure will reflect this glory, illuminating the earth until "He come whose right it is." "Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus."

ELSIE J. KLOSTERMYER.